Harley's heart was in turmoil.
She had originally been quite confident in this plan. After all, she was supposed to lose and be captured, not necessarily win. Winning was hard, but wasn't losing easy?
Now, it seemed that wasn't the case.
It was like getting matched with an absurdly overpowered teammate in a game and deliberately trying to lose because you didn't want him to win, only to find that the opponents were even less human. You couldn't feed kills as fast as your teammate could rack them up.
Actually, to make the act more convincing, Harley had put some effort into designing the stage. After all, she wanted Batman to recruit her, so she had to show some ability.
Otherwise, if she lost at first contact, wouldn't she look too weak? Then she wouldn't be worth turning.
So although the final outcome was supposed to be defeat, there still had to be a few back-and-forth fights along the way. That was why she had called Jack over—not only to let him take his new car for a spin, but also to make things harder for these people.
But Joker driving in with a truck had only been meant as an entrance, not to defeat anyone.
According to the original plan, Joker would drive straight at them. After they dodged, he would let out a string of wild laughter and head toward the factory, luring them inside.
Who would have thought someone here wouldn't be able to dodge?!
Harley found it bizarre. It wasn't even a highway, and within several hundred meters there was only one car, with no obstacles in the way. How could someone fail to avoid it?
Yet the moment that car appeared, it scored a double kill, taking out two members of the squad and even